Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2000 14:49:59 EDT
From: MyKaHoLLy@aol.com
Subject: Dirty Little Secrets Ch. 10
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* * * * * Dirty Little Secrets Ch. 10 * * * * *
JC awoke to the sound of soft crying. He looked up to see Justin sitting
on the bed with his head in his hands. JC, not able to bare seeing Justin
cry, sat on the bed next to him and wrapped his arms around the younger man.
"I'm sorry," Justin sobbed. "I'm so sorry."
JC nearly broke down in tears when he heard the sadness in Justin's
voice. His heart was quickly breaking. "Why?" he asked, his voice cracking
with emotion.
"I love you so much. I'm so sorry." Justin said with downcast eyes.
"Please don't say that." JC said.
"Say what?" Justin asked, confused.
"Don't say you love me when you don't." JC said.
"But it's true." Justin protested. It was true. Justin really did love JC.
"If you loved me at all, you wouldn't have cheated on me!" JC cried out.
"JC, I have a reason! I didn't know what it was until last night! I know
why I did it." Justin said.
"Why then? Why did you cheat on me?" JC asked.
"I was scared."
"Scared of what?"
"Scared of you. Of you getting too close to me. I was scared you'd find
out my secrets." Justin said.
"What secrets?"
"I can't tell you now. I promise I will tell you when I find the
strength." Justin said.
JC sighed. He hugged Justin tighter. "Do you want me to lay with you?" he
asked.
"Please?" Justin looked up at JC with tear filled blue eyes and there was
no way JC could say no.
JC took off his shoes and climbed into the bed beside Justin. 'The doctor
is gonna be so pissed when he finds me here,' he thought as he curled up next
to Justin.
* * * * *
Lance sat staring out the window at the cars speeding through the street.
A lone tear fell from the young blonde's eyes, followed by a million more.
Soon he was laying on his bed, curled into a tight ball. To say he felt bad,
or even terrible, would be an understatement. There were no words to describe
how he felt. He was ashamed of himself. He had wanted Justin. But Justin had
not wanted him at first. Justin became a challenge. Soon enough, Justin was
seducing him and he was falling hard. So, he loved two people: Justin and
Joey. Joey had been his boyfriend for the past 6 months and the only person
other than the two of them to know was Chris. Chris supported the couple.
Anything for his friends' happiness. Chris and Joey were best friends. Chris
would do anything for Joey and, needless to say, when he found out about
Justin, he was pissed. He wanted to kill Lance. Lance had cheated on Chris's
best friend! He should have been mad at Justin but Justin didn't know. No one
had told him that Lance was with Joey. He had no way of knowing.
Poor Justin. He had really loved JC. JC had loved him back. Now, JC was mad
at Justin. JC was never going to trust Justin again.
"You really fucked up this time, Lance." the 21 year old said to himself.
* *In Another Part of Orlando* *
Chris and Joey sat staring at each other. They were there to talk but
they weren't doing much talking.
Chris finally decided that he had to tell Joey. Joey had to know. He
opened his mouth to speak. "I know something that you need to know." His
voice was squeaking. He was scared to tell. He was afraid of what Joey might
do to Lance or to Justin. He had seen what Joey had done to Lance even when
nothing was wrong. Nothing had to be wrong.
"What?" Joey asked.
"It's about Lance." Chris said.
"What about him?" Joey was getting angry.
"He's fooling around." Chris said quickly then shut up.
"Who?" Joey asked. He wanted to know who he would have to kill.
"Ju.Justin." Chris stuttered. Chris watched in fear as Joey rose to his
feet, clenching his fists. He grabbed Joey's arm. "Justin just tried to kill
himself. Please don't hurt him. He's already hurting enough." Chris was more
worried about Justin than about Lance. He knew that if Joey beat Lance, Lance
could live with it. Justin couldn't.
"I won't." Joey promised through clenched teeth, tearing his arm away
from Chris's grip and storming out of the house.
Chris stood in the doorway and watched as Joey sped off. He sighed and
walked back to the den. He looked around. Something was missing but he didn't
know what. His eyes fell on the desk where he had laid his gun. "Oh shit!" he
cried, realizing the gun was missing. "Holy fucking shit!" He ran into the
kitchen and grabbed the phone. He dialed Lance's number. He had to warn
Lance. "Lance, pick up!!" he screamed.
"Hey. This is Lance. Leave a message."
It was a message! The answering machine!
"Lance!! Joey's coming for you! He's got a gun!" Chris hung up. He tried
Lance's cell phone and received no answer. He screamed in frustration before
falling to his knees.
"Please God! Don't let Joey hurt him!" Chris prayed.
* * *
I know this sucks. It sucks bad but I'm in a rush. Had to get this out. If
anyone wants to know, I've been watching a lot of movies where the hott
people die. Lance is hott.
Peace and Hair Grease!
MyKa HoLLy
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